He takes me to the places you and I used to goHe tells me over and over that he loves me soHe gives me love that I never got from youHe loves me too, his love is trueWhy can't he be you

He never fails to call and tell me I'm on his mindAnd I'm lucky to have such a guy; I hear it all the timeAnd he does all the things that you would never doHe loves me, too, his love is trueWhy can't he be you

He's not the one who dominates my mind and soulAnd I should love him so, 'cause he loves me, I knowBut his kisses leave me cold

He sends me flowers, calls on the hour, just to prove his loveAnd my friends say when he's around, I'm all he speaks ofAnd he does all the things that you would never doHe loves me too, his love is trueWhy can't he be you